stole my ID three days ago at a family dinner,” I said, delivering the final blow with ruthless precision.
“She drove drunk, she crushed that family, and she planted my license to save her upcoming wedding. But planting the ID wasn’t enough to guarantee I’d take the fall. They needed to force your hand. They needed to make sure you arrested me before I could establish an alibi.”
I took the phone back one last time.
“You mentioned you received an anonymous 911 call from a concerned citizen 10 minutes
